Myranda Marie

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023

Stories (42)

42 Stories

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“Last EX-it” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #209

“Please tell me you haven’t left for the weekend yet!” Zoey instantly dreaded answering her phone. The desperation in her sister’s voice made her stomach turn and mind wander into the danger zone. This was going to cost her something; money, time, or worse, her dignity. “Nope, still in the driveway.” she responded reluctantly, placing her bags in the trunk and slamming it closed. Zoey was completely desensitized when it came to her sister Bryn’s propensity for drama and began to imagine possible scenarios before Bryn could explain. Of c...

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“Butterfly” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #205

No full moon tonight, no dancing naked or any other magical cliche from a pop culture movie or book series. She was serious, digging deep into her psyche for answers, or at the very least, divine guidance. Admittedly, it had been some time since she called upon her ensorcelled inheritance, but her autopilot seemed to be malfunctioning. She knew it was time to invoke celestial assistance. At one time, asking for help was as easy as making a call or getting a ride across town. She couldn’t control her spontaneous smile as she recalled...

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“Comfort and Joy” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #203

I reluctantly opened my eyes, acutely aware that I had fallen asleep in the recliner and as a result, the urgent jog to the bathroom would be less than easy. The house was darker than usual, and I immediately suspected a storm rapidly approaching causing the cloud cover to block out the southern summer sun. Awkwardly, I trotted down the hall, my aching hips and lower back reminding of my bedtime faux pas with every attempted stride. Personal business complete, coffee brewing and pets fed and cared for, now to free the kitchen from last night...

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“I'll Always Pick Up the Phone for You” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #202

“I’m sorry to call so late, I really need to talk.” “Never apologize. You know I’ll always answer the phone for you. What’s up?” “It’s my daughter. She has the absolute worst judgment when it comes to choosing friends. You know her “bestie”, you’ve met her. She’s nothing but trouble and I have had enough.” “I have met her and…” “My daughter is nothing more than her servant, always running to be at her side like some obsessed fangirl.” “Ok, but why is this, …..” “It’s been annoying me for years, but somehow, the situations a...

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“Say It ! ” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #200

“I hate it here.” Nate mumbled as he stepped from his miniscule room directly into the kitchen of the rental home. “I hate that we’re poor and have to live like this. I just want to go back home.” Nate’s mother fussed over the curtains she had just hung over the one lonely window on the side of the cabin-like house. “Isn’t that a bit better?” she asked, hoping to get some response from her despondent teenager. “No. It still looks like a shithole. This is the worst decision you have ever made.” Nate spat.“The curtains? Well, I didn’...

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“Club Dead” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #199

The three rusted bells suspended from an old shoelace tied to the vertical handle, chimed as the door to the old barber shop swung open just a few moments before closing. A young man in his early twenties cautiously stepped inside as if he had just done something very wrong. He hung his head and stood among the mismatched chairs in the tiny foyer designated for waiting patrons, wringing his baseball cap with both hands. The cramped and outdated shop was empty save the two stylists who busied themselves cleaning and preparing to close fo...

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“Her Hero” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #199

What do you call a funeral when referring to having to attend, an event, a function, or possibly ceremony? It never occurred to Maddie to care until she was faced with explaining her absence from work without actually revealing to anyone, her father had died. She didn’t favor a blatant lie either, and settled on “family function” when requesting the week off. Funerals, as oddly ritualistic as they are, provide closure to loved ones and friends of the deceased, and although Maddie and her father had been estranged for years, she couldn’t deny...

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“Salamanders” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #198

The annual sixth grade class trip was approaching, and best friends Rachel and Laurie were equally excited as they were apprehensive. Five days and four nights away from their homes, their families and their own cozy beds made the two twelve-year-olds rethink the decision to attend. However, this particular trip was mandatory attendance with the only exceptions accompanied by a note from a doctor. A rite of passage for the last year in elementary school, each class passed down stories of survival as if they were a perpetual urban legend stra...

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“Little Fae” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #198

Millie sidled slowly from the parking lot to the front doors of the elementary school. She carried her car keys in one hand and a little purple windbreaker in the other. She moved slowly but with conviction. Years of standing on her feet, tending bar and serving tables took its physical toll on her hips and knees. She made it a habit to leave five minutes early for any appointment, giving herself ample time to walk to her destination without the risk of being late. Just as she leaned on the brick wall to rest next to the heavy double doors, ...

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“The Game” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #197

Hillsdale, the otherworldly home of the Gods, boasted lush green trees, vibrant flowers and the brightest sun. The mountains, waters and gardens inspired the creation of the most majestic scenery on Earth. The Goddess Maeve was particularly proud of her contributions to humanity, encouraging the people on Earth to cultivate beauty and promote harmonious connections. She took her appointment as the God of Human Heroes very seriously and spent a great deal of her time imparting her infinite wisdom on her children, Angelina and Dante. Maeve kne...

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“Listen to Me” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #196

“Damn it! “Myranda felt the all too familiar rocking and thumping from the front passenger's side of her twenty-year-old mucus green Ford Maverick. This was the third time she had blown a tire in the past six months. “What the hell was with this car?” she thought as she grabbed her keys and handbag, secured the car and began to walk across the bank parking lot in search of a phone. She was glad to have been able to maneuver the car from the highway off ramp into the lot safely but regretted wearing heels to work as she made her way from the ...

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“Real is Relative ” by Myranda Marie

Submitted to Contest #196

Addie woke thirty minutes before her alarm was set to chime. She sighed deeply, leaned back on her pillow and tried closing her eyes again. She was in no hurry to begin another day exactly as the last. Addie wanted nothing more than to use her thirty minutes to fall back to sleep and resume her recurring dream. She lived for the nights her subconscious transported her to a life without worry and routine. It seemed like a cruel joke the Universe decided to play time and again, showing her the perfect existence just to have her wake into the m...

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Author bio

Email: NJSzarv@gmail.com I feel like I have hit the big time ! Ordinary Heroes is available on Amazon !!! https://a.co/d/gmZxy9O Literary Fiction: it could happen, but it probably didn’t. Hey, I’m Randi. Myranda Marie is my alter ego, the one who creates people I want to know and places I want to go. I just found out that my first novel, Ordinary Heroes has a tentative release date of March 28, 2024! I’m super excited and equally nervous. I have just submitted my second manuscript, the sequel to Ordinary Heroes, titled Extraordinary Humans, and it has been accepted. If you have read any of my stories here, and like some of the recurring characters, they have likely originated from the books. I love writing; painting, cooking and anything that allows me to create something that does not yet exist.